Although the secret lock was of modern design, it was intricately made and far from easy to open.
Feng Yinwan recalled seeing similar secret locks in the Xuanmen, and after fiddling with it for a while, she removed the outer restraints. Just as it was about to open, she handed it back to General Feng.
"Father."
She gestured with her eyes for General Feng to look at the secret lock made of numbers.
Luo Qingyu had passed away very early, and her memories of her mother were few. Therefore, it was more appropriate for General Feng to open the combination lock.
The mystery he had always wanted to uncover was before him, yet General Feng, holding the booklet, hesitated.
Since discovering this booklet in his study all those years ago, he had longed to open it every day, but he had never seen such a mechanism.
Over the years, he had considered using brute force, but this was, after all, something left behind by Luo Qingyu, and he did not wish to destroy it, so he had kept it until now.
It was precisely because of its hidden storage that it had not fallen into the hands of Madam Yu and Feng Yiyi.
Meeting Feng Yinwan's gaze, he paused, then raised his hand and dialed a sequence of numbers.
It was merely an unintentional attempt, but unexpectedly, the secret lock clicked open with a "ka," leaving General Feng stunned.
Feng Yinwan looked up and saw him holding the booklet, murmuring as if in a daze, "It truly is..."
Besides shock, there was also astonishment on his face.
Feng Yinwan did not know the meaning of the number sequence, but she tacitly refrained from speaking and disrupting the moment.
After a moment, General Feng slowly came to his senses and choked out softly to her, "May eleventh. It's the day your mother and I first met."
The lamplight falling from the eaves illuminated Feng Yinwan's face.
He vaguely recalled that his first encounter with Luo Qingyu had also been on such a quiet and peaceful night. The twilight at the border then had stretched to the heavens, and all was silent, save for the gentle night wind rustling through the vegetation with a soft sigh.
They had sat together on horseback, neither speaking, yet their hearts were incredibly close.
Though he said nothing, Feng Yinwan seemed to see the scene of their meeting in his eyes.
Her heart warmed, and she softly said, "Father, this booklet, wasn't it also left for you by Mother?"
Although it needed to be opened through her, the password was unique. Her mother would have preferred for Father to be the one to open this secret lock.
Moved by her words, General Feng trembled slightly as he raised his hand and gently opened the booklet.
Feng Yinwan waited patiently, and after a moment, she heard him speak again.
"Wan'er, the writing on this..."
As General Feng looked at her doubtfully, Feng Yinwan took the booklet and her gaze froze as she recognized the familiar handwriting, her body stiffening instantly.
Unlike the script of this era, the writing on the paper was entirely in modern characters!
A script that should not have appeared in this era was now unexpectedly on this booklet.
Did this mean that Luo Qingyu, her nominal mother... had also transmigrated from that world, just like her?!
The immense shock made Feng Yinwan's fingertips tremble, and she couldn't help but flip through the booklet. However, her face grew increasingly pale as she did.
General Feng noticed her unusual demeanor and spoke softly.
"Wan'er?"
"Father..."
Feng Yinwan lowered her hand and opened her lips with a rare hint of confusion, unsure of how to speak.
After her expression froze for a few moments, she said, "If I told you that there was another world in this world, would you be willing to believe me?"